The Woods Are Lovely Dark and Deep

and miles to go before I sleep.

The extent once unfathomable
is measaureable and penetrable.

Leopards and lions are rare to find.
Fear has passed from the mind.

Tilling is in full force
as the soil abounds in source.

They are like any land
prosaic and bland.

Do not sigh anymore
the mysticism is remniscent of yore.